Everywhere we go and move on and change, something’s lost – something’s left behind. You can’t ever quite repeat anything, and I’ve been so yours, here.
What we are we are, nativity is answer enough to objections, we wield ourselves as a weapon is wielded, we are powerful and tremendous in ourselves.
We have to forfeit three-fourths of ourselves in order to become like other people.[Dreiviertel unserer selbst aufgeben, um uns den andern zu verähnlichen.]
If every one were cast in the same mould, there would be no such thing as beauty.